Before I go to sleep let me say my prayer
If I have you wronged I don’t really care
You never ever bothered about how I feel
I gave you a wound that will never heal
You called yourself a friend. Laughed behind my back
Secure your heart away lest I paint it black
You lied to my face. You did it pretty well
Sleep while you can. ‘Morrow I give you hell
I’m sorry someone hurt you so much. Unfortunately, some are just so mean!!
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Thanks.
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Hmm… Poems! I wonder, though, if this is this truly how you feel or just some fun? How’s life?
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Life’s alright. Thanks for asking. I hope you are doing fine too.
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Thanks, Frank for coming by my blog. You sure have a “gift” of the written word. “Karma” always does come back to haunt those who need it! Lol. I actually have 2 WP blogs. One is my recovery blog and the other where I offer book promotions and I co-write with others.
Stop by both anytime as I think you found my Book Blog š CAT
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Thanks, CAT. Will do.
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BRAVO
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Thanks.
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You are crazy, aren’t you
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We all are in some way, aren’t we?
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Yeah!
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People come and go. We just need to let it go. By the way, awesome lines , loved the style,šš
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Thank you.
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Those that deceive deserve to be in hot water!
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“Another dies with a bitter spirit, never having tasted happiness.” Job 21:25
Let the one who has done the wrong live (and die) in his bitterness. For you, wax poetic in living a life of happiness, unencumbered by wrath. Peace Frank.
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Thanks, Tim.
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I know that feeling…. I hope you overcome it! Sx š
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Thanks. Have a nice day.
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hi Frank…read a few of your blog posts, so far the Good Night Foe is the one most appealing to the sense of where I am…thank you for being willing to share poems that bring some of the darkness to light so that it can be exposed and beaten to dust before the wind.
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Yeah, thanks.
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Beautiful lines
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Thank you.
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The wound of the deceived is deep. The pain and anger could be felt in the poem.
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The darkness deepens.
From whence the light from the blackhole come’th? How can it escape? Ah, through vigor and rage, wrath and venom. Loose you light, I cast you from my presence!
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Someone’s in some hot water
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Hot, boiling, hellish waters.
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